I light the falling shards Slow motion plea Of whom we are and what we see And everywhere The scent of rain that makes us be; Storm clouds (shakes and makes me nervous) (/shakes and breaks me nauseous)
I’m reaching out to say Through pinprick drops It’s just my way so listen up But everywhere Angry noises interrupt Storm clouds (shakes and makes me nervous) (/shakes and breaks me nauseous)
The stars have turned assassin I die in why and mystery ever lasting Fashion me in poems Always thinking but never knowing My twenty minute mornings Of dying, killing, sinking, falling Fashion me in poems A lonely day and nights recalling Everything we ever felt To ever say but never held against our skin
My sorry slowly bleeds In all I’ve done And sorrow leaves a bloody son I’m everywhere But not yet anyone Storm clouds (shakes and makes me nervous) (/shakes and breaks me nauseous)
